They stare at me, I'm independent;
What they might call 'alone'
Yet in my corner I can hide
While they are always shown
Through the distance I am white
Disguised in autumn snow
As they are all shot to the ground
So blatant, yet unknown
Lost and, perhaps, reliant
On being on my own
Here I have no enemies
That I won't turn to stone
Author notes
Option 2 - Lonely
http://i285.photobucket.com/albums/ll71/artchwat/snow_bench_tree_trinity_park.jpg
It's a really nice picture =]
A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration with Options by Dancing Feather.
700 points, ended July 10, 2008, 21 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
1 - 5 of 5
-
This is really good. I like the topic, it's something I think I can relate to, and you did a really good job conveying your thoughts through your words.
-
Great peom. I really liked it. Good luck in the contest. Violet Nightfall
-
This is a really pretty write, the three stanzas just work together perfectly.
WIth loves xx
-
The last stanza packed it all together - well done!
-
Great write, I loved reading.
Adding your comment:
1 - 5 of 5
